Alexander Pope
Warning: due to the passionate nature of this post, it features worse language than what is normally found in this blog, and I’m not talking about split infinitives…
In this article I’d like to take the opportunity to let rip about some real disappointments.
Bitter disappointments.
I’m not even referring to the common-place buzz around the larger blockbusters (take that with a pinch of salt), but about the good-old-fashioned and ever-reliable word of mouth. The type of films your most trusted friends and movie critics tell you “man, you really have to see this!”. And I don’t mean films that were ‘meh’, I mean films that had me literally screaming at the television screen, or ringing up my friends shouting “why the hell did you recommend that piece of shit?”.
In no particular order, these are my ‘ten most’. Enjoy (if that’s the right word in this context).
28 Days Later
Danny Boyle, 2002.
Alright, so we technically have a lot to be thankful for with this. The atmospheric set-up, the nightmarish vision of a deserted London (we’ve gotten used to seeing such things in America, but here on home territory it’s enough to turn the blood cold), some nicely developed characters- and who can forget: this is the film that made Zombies scary again! Holy shit, they can run now! Suddenly every film and comic geek had to reassess the skills necessary to survive the Zombie apocalypse.
So you may well be asking me ‘why are you so down on it?’. I’ll admit, it’s inclusion here may be a little unwarranted, and I enjoyed the first half of the film, but by God does the second half suck cock. End of the day; it was a good opening and a new take on the zombie myth, but it buckles during the second act and becomes an entirely different film in the third.
I’m in the minority with this view, I do realise that, but for all the hype this film received (and in my view Danny Boyle has always been hugely overrated) I’m looking for something really special, and to disappoint with such a weak climax is criminal. By all means break with some of the conventions, but you can’t go breaking all of them!
How can you have a ‘zombie movie’* without a zombie attack at the end? All we get is about five of them staggering around in the front garden (without having any impact to the story) and one (just one!) on the loose inside the mansion. For a bunch of squaddies who survived the worse of the outbreak, they sure fucked things up at the end, didn’t they? I mean, come on, how many of them were there? And they had fucking guns. And am I supposed to believe that a bunch of squaddies left to their own devices after less than 30 days, with no reason to assume the virus has decimated anywhere else in the world besides England, suddenly turn into hostile rapists and pedophiles? The T.A maybe, but not squaddies...
28 Weeks Later, now that was awesome.
Avartar
James Cameron 2009.
You’ve heard all the jokes, you know, the ones like Dancing With Smurfs. I wasn’t so much bothered by the obvious nods to other films, but by the sheer laziness of the story. A knowingnod here and there is expectable, and a few similarities is to be expected in any film these days, but this clichéd mess? “Isn’t that tough Latin soldier a lot like Vasquez? And that slimy corporate guy, that’s Carter Burke!” It doesn’t matter if they’re your own films Mr Cameron, it’s still fucking lazy! This, from the guy who’s capable of Terminator 2, Aliens and the Abyss? James Cameron, I know you can write, and that just makes this even more inexcusable! Don't even get me started on Unabtanium! Real subtle.
And, the ‘crowning turd in the waterpipe’, all that bullshit “game-changer” talk. How is it exactly a game changer Mr Cameron? Because it features cutting-edge CGI, which will be outdated before the year is out? Because it’s in 3D, a method first pioneered at the dawn of cinema? Because of the originality of your ideas (ahem)? Because it’s over 2 hours long, like every other fucking film these days? It certainly isn’t because of the complexity of the writing or the quality of the acting!
Game changer my arse. Despite all that, it wasn’t even any good anyway.
Casino Royal
Martin Campbell, 2006.
First of all, I’d like to point out that this is the director who recently bought us Green Lantern. Just saying...
I’m not a Bond fan, which I realise may put me at something of a disadvantage to reviewing a Bond film, but I went to the cinema expecting that to work in my favour. After all, this was supposed to be a radical reinvention of the character. Instead I was lumbered with this sad-sack of an film, watching the most unsympathetic, misogynistic, self-centered unlikeable prick of a hero scowl and strop from one short-lived action scene to the next. And to top it off, Bond doesn't even kill the main antagonist. Oh no, that honor goes to some guy you barely meet in the film's set-up. I'm normally quite astute in films (I didn't see what was so complicated about Inception at any rate), but I had to nudge the guy next to me and ask "who the hell was that?". Imagine it: a Bond film where Bond doesn't beat the bad guy? No, Bond get's some twat that nobody remembers, in a scene that felt like it was tacked on. Talk about an anti-climax. I assumed the guy faked his own death to trick Bond into releasing the code to his love interest, but he really was dead.
In screenwriting and story telling, they always teach 'don't take the climax out of the hands of your protagonist' because it's hugely unsatisfying and leaves the main character looking redundant. Something else to bare in mind; 'Deus Ex Machina (or 'god in the machine'), a plot device whereby a seemingly unsolvable problem is suddenly and abruptly solved with the contrived and unexpected intervention of some new event, character, ability, or object. Or another villain suddenly bursting in and saving the hero from torture...
Cloverfield
Matt Reeves, 2008.
Behind the mystery and the found-footage gimmick is a blatant knock-off of Godzilla, only less fun and more whiney. They told us it was a ‘post 9/11’ movie. Well, sure if by that you mean it was made afterwards, that’s a no-brainer. If by that you mean ‘edgy’ because you’ve used a faux documentary style reminiscent of the news coverage on the day the planes hit the Twin Towers, then I’d like to point out that footage of horrific events like this have ALWAYS been in the public domain, you just never heard about them because you’re fucking American! That’s not a racist statement I assure you, but as a country you need to wake up and understand that things like that have happened across the globe, try asking the Jews all about it. Making a film that intentionally brings to mind a horrific occasion in modern history for the purposes of entertainment isn’t ‘edgy’, it’s just distasteful.
On a lighter note, it’s a dull film with lots of spoilt yuppies running around in the dark panicking, and that whole found-footage thing is boring and headache inducing! Plus, who’s actually still be running round filming all that? Sure, to start with perhaps, but if you’re in the middle of all that then NO! And even if you were that stupid, the army would have snatched that off you in a heartbeat in the field hospital scene…
And what sort of a title is Cloverfield? Is that a subtle attempt at irony?
I once bought a shatter proof mobile phone. I dropped it onto gravel in the first week and it broke. My new phone has a battery on it that lasts around two days, if I don’t actually make any calls or send any texts. Modern technology isn’t made to last. That may sound like an unrelated comment, but whatever those yuppies paid for that camcorder was worth it! It’s battery lasted for 12 hours straight, and it didn’t break (or even switch off) when it was dropped from the monsters mouth. They should put that on the advert!
It's a duff creature design too! If you have to wait almost the whole film just to get a glimpse of it, at least make it worth while. It looks like something from an old episode of Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles.
Contagion
Steven Soderbergh, 2011.
Films that rely on so many big-stars are rarely worth the time to watch. It’s called ‘stunt casting’, and it’s there for either one of two reasons. Either to attract attention to an otherwise uninteresting project, or to counter the fact that the film has no time to develop proper characters (“hey look, it’s Kate Winslet! I like her, she’s always nice, I know where I am now”). I’d say this film needs ‘stunt casting’ on both accounts.
It comes across less like a film and more like a lecture. It’s 28 Days Later, without the Rage Virus. It’s like getting a lettuce sandwich: sure, you can eat it but it’s definitely missing something important… Like the fucking filling!
Yes, I like Laurence Fishburne, I like Kate Winslet, and I even like Jude Law and Gwyneth Paltrow. I wouldn’t even describe their roles as cameos…
Inglorious Basterds
Quentin Tarantino, 2009
I’ll cover this in more depth another time, as I have a Quentin Tarantino post coming soon, but for now I’ll just cover the basics.
It’s a bit shit.
More to follow...
Spiderman 2
Sam Raimi, 2004.
It’s the best of the Sam Raimi Spiderman films, if you believe what your friends tell you. Yet, if like me, you have a slightly better memory, you’ll realise that this is almost exactly like the first Spiderman film!
Peter Parker is trying desperately to woo the girl of his dreams, but due to his shy demeanour and the constraints of a double life he keeps dropping the ball. He is befriended by a nice scientist who becomes a sort of father figure to our hero, except trouble is on the horizon- the nice scientist is working on an experiment that could benefit human kind, but after a slight miscalculation (you’ve guessed it) the scientist is transformed into a vicious villain!
You tell me, is that a description of Spiderman 1 or 2?
Alright, so it’s Spiderman, you’re limited as to what you can change, so why pick a villain with such a similar background? I know it was played well, but it felt a little tame after Willem Defoe’s scenery chewing turn as the Green Goblin.
On a final moan, Doc Ock weilds these giant arms, which are quite powerful, but he himself is just a podgy fella, while Spiderman is strong enough to flip cars punch through walls. So why is it that whenever Spiderman punches Ock in the head he just shakes it off??? Excuse me but no, if Spiderman punches a normal guy in the head then that fight is fucking over. End of. It will also require an 18 certificate.
The Godfather
Francis Ford Coppola, 1972.
Oooooooo. Controversial! The film that makes every critic’s top 10 is in my garbage pile. Truth is, no film will ever live up to that amount of hype, and I was bored watching it. Too many plot strands, unsympathetic characters, and a disjointed and badly-dated style just left me feeling like I’d seen better.
It would seem fair to say that it’s unfair to hold aging badly against it, but not every film out of the 70’s is that rambling or passé. And it’s not impatience before you ask, I’m a patient guy, I enjoy slow films, so long as they go somewhere and keep me involved- my mind isn’t ruined by the fast editing and explosions of modern cinema, it was just a dull film. I was under-whelmed, and given all the hype, that’s a crime enough to warrant it’s appearance in my list. Catchy tune though, and I suppose a film now responsible for so many dyed-in-the-wool cliches had to be influential in its day...
Titanic
James Cameron, 1997.
Poor Mr Cameron, you made the list twice.
Well, the sinking ship may have been impressive enough (I’m not going to be picky about bendy fences and the like), but the over-blown romance at the centre of the plot was, well, over-blown. It was engineered to appeal to simpletons and teenage girls, the sort who use glitter, love pink ponies and still have MySpace pages.
Not an awful film, but is it worth all the hype? Does the Box Office success reflect the quality of the film? No. I think, between this and Avatar, it just goes to show that Cameron is a master at playing the marketing game, and we’re all still stupid enough to fall for it. Myself included.
True Grit (remake)
Ethan & Joel Coen.
“Zzzzzzz… Wait, what did he say? Is that even a language?”
Do I like the Coen brothers, those eccentric and ecliptic purveys of the bizarre and the cultish? I’m really not sure where I stand on this, and no, this isn’t a set up for a gag. Sometimes I love their films, other times I think they produce some of the worst kind of crap. I think they clearly suffer from something of an ego.
For me, this and The Big Lewbowski are at polar ends of their output; True Grit being among their worst, and the other among their best. I wasn’t even that impressed with No Country For Old Men, which like this, took a long time to say very little. We all know that ‘violence begets violence’, it’s a fairly old maxim, and I’m sure I’ve seen it in better films than this self-important piece of conceited critic-fodder.
*A note to Danny Boyle.
Yes, despite your argument to the contrary, 28 Days Later IS a zombie film. You believe, wrongly, that because the infected are not technically ‘dead’ that they should be omitted to appease your pretentious reservations, but here’s why you’re wrong: have you never heard of the zombie slaves in Africa, strongly associated with the Voodoo culture? Although slightly revised, this is a snippet from an article by David Wong that explains my point in greater detail:
This baffling phenomenon has scientifically been explained by the use of poisons that slow your bodily functions to the point that you'll be considered dead, even to a doctor. The victims are then be brought back under the effects of a drug like datura stramonium (or other chemicals called alkaloids) that leave them in a trance-like state with no memory, but still able to perform simple tasks like slave labour.These ‘zombies’ are, factually speaking, still alive, but are definitively recognised as zombies in their own culture, and ours. Just because you explain away mysticism doesn’t mean your film is any less a zombie movie, so stop being so arty and just accept that you made a zombie movie; one with a promising beginning and a shit ending!
“If I am to meet with a disappointment, the sooner I know it, the more of life I shall have to wear it off.”
Thomas Jefferson
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